I am scrolling through these photos while at work, and getting a mild chuckle until I came to this one! I have been laughing for five minutes, tears rolling down my face. People are starting to look at me, but I don’t care. This is the best pic ever!

BEST ONE YET! He sure looks like Bob Ross of picture-painting fame. So far, no one mentioned the fact that someone still snapped a picture EVEN though the baby was falling! Why? Who could stand by & do that?

What about Merry go Rounds…the self propelled kind? We’d get about 50 kids on one and 10 kids running around the edge to get it going about 200 mph?! Ours was mounted on cement. One time, as I was a runner, hand slipped…I came *flying* off and my skull hit the pavement. That happened with different kids about 20 times a day! Good times. LOL!!

What about the shinny steel slides. In the summertime they reached an average temp of about 1000 degrees. If you were wearing shorts you could only make it about half way down before the skin would start to burn off.

LOLOLOLOLOL!!!! My husband and I were just talking about that the other day!! Remember how you would throw your legs in the air to try to keep your skin off the hot, hot metal? I lost my balance one time doing that and fell over the side, and those suckers were TALL. That would explain a lot about me as an adult, though….. ;o)

We had a tiny one on a cement patch that was only meant for 3 people standing upright. We would get at least six people standing on it with other pushers and see who could hang on the longest. I remember hanging on for dear life almost horizontal in the air when I was really little! I’m surprised I managed to survive my childhood!

The metal slides rocked though. You could actually pick up some serious speed, get launched off the end of the slide and dumped on your butt 3 feet ahead in a big mud puddle. And the merry go rounds…ah the memories. Remember that squeak? That got shorter and shorter as the merry go round got faster and faster until it went away completely when your stomach was in your chest, your cheeks were flapping back and eventually some jack ass (usually me) would stand up in the middle to show how cool they were only to stumble and smack their head on the metal bars!

Those slides used to be TALL too!!! I had a fear of heights and I would run up the ladder as fast as I could in order to not spend anymore time up there than necessary (I never let my fears get in the way of a good time). Of course, when the kid before me took forever to get off the slide, it caused all sorts of inner panic for me.

Good times indeed.

BTW – I cracked up for a FULL 10 minutes with this pic. Why do I find action pics of babies falling so gosh-darn hysterical?? And don’t worry, I don’t have kids. LOL